He made up his mind that the Ghost Venerable would reside on him, and he would definitely not let him die.

But the ghost venerable said: "How can it be, if you die, your body will be the deity's, so it is even more convenient." ”

With a scolding, looking at the demon army getting closer and closer in front of him, Han Qizi retreated in fright, and said, "Don't come here, don't come here......"

The demon army looked at Han Qizi's heart, and felt strange, he obviously saw his companion enter his body, but he couldn't feel his companion's life, and even his breath disappeared.

"Where did you get my companion? Let me see your heart. The demon army said, waving his knife and rushing towards Han Qizi.

Han Qizi was so frightened that he ran away, screaming as he ran: "Help, help"

In his body, the ghost venerable said lazily: "Call me to the lord, and I will save you." ”

Han Qizi was so angry that he almost scolded the street, and rushed out of the alley and rushed into the street, behind him, the demon army swept like a gust of wind, and with a knife, the rolled wind blade hit Han Qizi and rolled to the ground, with a split knife wound on his body.

The placket of his clothes was immediately stained red with blood, and he stretched out his hand in pain to ask for help from the people around him, but the people around him could not see the approaching demon army in front of him, only to see him suddenly fall to the ground, and a bloody hole broke out of his body, and everyone was so frightened that they fled in a hurry.

Looking at the people who fled, Han Qizi's heart was like ashes, he scolded secretly, grabbed the vegetables next to him and smashed them towards the demon army.

The demon army split the radish that came over with a knife, and the wind from the blade blew over Han Qizi again, Han Qizi screamed in pain, and another knife wound was cracked on his body.

The demon army rushed over with a knife, and wanted to cut open his heart, but suddenly a fierce sword qi came from the sky in front of him, cutting the knife that the demon army was shaking hands with, and he quickly retreated with a scream of pain.

Han Qizi raised his head and saw the beacon fire coming from the imperial sword in the air, he was dressed in a cyan robe, the imperial sword came, and as soon as he raised his fingertips, the flying sword flew out back into his hand and fell to the ground.

On the other side, seeing the cultivator with the immortal aura on his body, the demon army roared angrily, and his body swelled rapidly, turning into a huge monster.

The monster was present, and the huge figure destroyed the surrounding houses, startling the people of the city to flee with screams.

"Roar" the monster roared, and the severed arm regenerated, roaring fiercely at the beacon fire.

Fenghuo said to Han Qizi behind him: "You dodge first." ”

"Okay, okay, watch out for yourself. Han Qizi said and quickly dodged, hiding behind the baked cake stall, sticking out his head to look at the deformed monster, and suddenly heard the interested voice of the ghost in his body: "This person, not bad." ”

Han Qizi's body, Ghost Venerable looked at Fenghuo with interest, although he is a cultivator, but he has a faint anger on his body, this person's heart is different from the heart of ordinary people, good and evil coexist, such a person, if not a righteous person, is a great evil person.

Ghost Venerable's voice Han Qizi heard it clearly, looking at the beacon fire, Han Qizi frowned, feeling strange, this Ghost Venerable seemed to have been recruiting.

Just as he was thinking, the monster roared, rushed over, and fought with the beacon fire.

The beacon fire flew up, the figure rose in the air, the chic figure was beautiful, the sword in his hand was like flowing water, cutting the monster's body, and the monster was defeated and retreated, roaring and retreating.

The roaring voice of the monster alarmed Su Gu who was passing by in the air, and when she saw the monster in her form, she frowned, and flew towards the monster, seeing the sword in Fenghuo's hand flying out like water, cutting the monster's head.

(Markor Literature-)